And the anticipation . . . the not knowing where they would wind up next. I was now aching for Bob to touch my cock directly yet he continued feeling...my bare skin along my thighs with his fingers.He teased me by every once in while letting his forearm brush against my underwear, against my hard cock. Each time he touched my cock I involuntarily contracted my cock forcing more precum out of the tip. God it felt so incredibly good ...His hand moved smoothly along the inside of one thigh and. “Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!” Joanne wrapped out half a dozen rapid smacks with the brush.Even before the last of the six swipes with the clothes brush had been delivered, Nicholas Wilson was crying uncontrollably and had brought his right arm up in a vain attempt to stop the punishment. His sister simply grabbed it with her right hand and then held it firmly behind his back with her free left hand.“Oh no you don’t! You’re going to get a proper spanking this time.” Joanne paused until. Hope you don't mind..." He said with a slightly embarrassed smile.I shook my head smiling at him, noticing though a group of guys millingabout watching us, a couple of them ones that had been playing the game.I glanced in their direction and said, "Looks like we kinda have anaudience."He glanced over at them quickly and responded, "Yeah they've been outhere watching while you were working on the car... Why did you have to dothat with those guys playing inside, you do know I'm going to. ” We all sat around the fire, eating out bacon and eggs, no one talking, just silence.“Soo, when did you all have your first fuck?” asked Fern.“On the overnight hike on the hills around the lake. Paige had tricked me into getting her on The Pill a week before we left, by saying that her periods had gone ‘off-whack’. Anyways, I was outside making dinner, and Paige and Peter were inside the tent. Your Father was reading his book, and Paige was masturbating…”3 days priorI was laying in the tent.